The San Saba news. [volume] (San Saba, Tex.) 1873-1966, 1887-09-16


made a conquest. That old model you
-av y quite devoted TO you had &c
tell him all about you-who you arc,
where you live, what your income is,
what prospects you have
Ny dear Alan. cried Hughie. 81
+ shall probably find him waiting for me
when 20 home But Of course you are
only joking. Poor old beggar! wish
] could do something for him. think
y is dreadful that any one should be 50
miserable. ] have got heaps Of old
clothes a; home-do you think be would
care for any Of thoml Why, his rags
were falling 70 bits.
But he looks splendid ia them, - said
Trevor. Il wouldn't paint him in a
fFock coat for anything. What you call
rags ] call romance What seems pow
cry 70 you Is picturesqueness TO me.
However, III tell him Of your Offer
'AlAn.' said HBghie seriously, ''you
painters are a hcartless lott
"A artists heart is his head, - replied
Trevor; and besides, our business is to
realize the world as we see IT, not to re-
form il as We know ii. And now tell
me how Laura is. The old model was
quite interested in her"
You don't mean to say you talked to
him about herr said Hughie.
Certainly did. he knows all about
the relentless Colonel, the lovely damsel,
and the el0, OO0."
You told that old beggar all my
private adsirsF cried Hughie, looking
very red aud angry.
my dear boy. said Trevor. smiling,
that old beggar, as you call him, is one
Il the richest men in Europe He could
buy all London tomorrow without over
drawing his account. He has house in
every capital, dimes of gold plates, and
can prevent Russia going TO war when he
chooses"
What on earth do you meanr' OK
claimed Hnghie.
what say. " said Trevor. 'The old
man you saw to-day was Baron Haus-
berg. He is great friend Of mine. buys
az my pictures and that sort Of thing.
and gave me commission a month ago
% paint him as a beggar. AMI / must
say be made e magnificent figure in his
rags, or perhaps I should say in my rags;
they arc an Old suit ! got in Spain -
Baron Hausbergm cried Hughic
GOOD heavens gave him asovereign -
and he sank into an armchair the picture
Of dismay.
Gave hima sovereign - shouted Trevor
and he burst into a roar of laughter
Ny dear boy. you'll never see it again. -
4 think sou might have told me,
Alan, said Hughie sulkily, land not let
me make such fool Of myself
We'll, to begin with, Hughie." said
Trevor, 1T never entered my mind that
you went about distributing aims in that
reckless way | can understand your
kissing pretty model, but your giving
q sovereign TO an ugly one-by JoTe, no!
Besides, the fact is that really was not
Al home to-day TO anyone; and when YOU
came in I didn't know whether Haus-
berg would like his name mentioned. You
know he wasn't in full Dress
what a dufTer he must think metz
said Hughie.
Not al ALL He was in the highest
spirits after you left; kept chuckling to
himself and rubbing his old wrinkled
hands together. couldn't make out
Why he was so interested to know all
about you; but see it all now. He'll
invest your sovereign for vol, Hughie,
pay you the interest every six month, and
have a capital story 10 tell after dinner
Il am an unlucky chap growled
llughie. The best thing can do is to
20 20 bed; and, my dear Alan, you
tell anyone. shouldn't dare to
/. hast nav face 10 the Pow .
credit on your philanthropic spirit,
Hughie, and don't run away. Have an
other cigarette, and you can talk about
Laura as much as you like"
However, Huehie wouldn't stop, but
walked home, feeling very unhappy, and
leaving Alan and Trevor in fits Of laugh
ter
The neat morning, as he was at break
fast, the servant brought him up a card,
on which Was written Monsieur Gus
iave Naudin, de la part de NJ le Baron
Hausberg.n Il suppose he has come for
an apology said Hughie to himself and
be told the servant to show the visitor
up.
An old gentleman with gold spectacles
and gray hair came into the room, and
said. in a slight French accent, Have
The honor Of addressing Monsieur Hugh
Erskine7n
Hnghie bowed.
Il have come from Baron Hausberg,"
be continued. "The Baron"
4 beg, sir. that you will offer him my
sincere apologies, said Hughie.
The baron, - said the old gentleman,
gith a smile, ''has commissioned me to
bring you this letter. and he handed
Hughie a sealed envelope.
On the outside WAS written: "a we'd
ding-present to Hugh Erskine and Laura
Merton, from an old beggsr," and inside
was a check for SO, goo.
When they were married Alan Trevor
las the best man, and the Baron made
speech al the wedding breakfast.
Millionaire models, said Alan, 'are
rsre enough; but, by Jove, model
are rarer stilll'-L0nd0n
World.